That's What Villains Are Like

As the blood-red shimmer spread along Song Youwei's wrist, it spread into her body, gradually covering her whole body like a weak blood-colored cocoon.

Abnormal light red blood marks also began to appear on her face. Under the skin that could be broken by blows, the blood vessels were particularly clear and obvious, and it seemed that slender worms could be seen squirming among them.

Song Youwei frowned even more tightly. She still felt the pain in her coma. Her face was full of pain. Her hands subconsciously clenched the quilt tightly. There were sweat on her forehead, but there was no sign of waking up.

"The backlash of this Blood Immortal Curse is much more ferocious than I imagined."

"It seems that Xue Wuchen knew that the Bloody Forbidden Tome was in my hands and specifically changed the Blood Immortal Curse?"

Jiang Lan was a little surprised when he saw this. When he first knew that Song Youwei was going to Dongyuan Province, he specifically told her that if she met the descendants of the ancestor of the Blood Immortal, he would keep an eye on them named Xue Wu. A person of dust.

He knew very well that this person was the back-up man left by the Blood Immortal Ancestor.

The ancestor of the Blood Immortal had long expected that he would have a catastrophe that might lead to his death, so he gave up the body of his previous life, rebuilt the life-defying body, and left a trace of his life soul among his descendants, trying to shape it His Holy Spirit.

And his life soul is in this Xue Wuchen body.

According to Jiang Lan's understanding, Xue Wuchen is a collateral descendant of the Xue family. His mother is the princess of a county king. His father once fought for the blood food raised by the family and offended the family rules. He was deprived of his cultivation and became a member of the family. Take care of raising blood food.

Xue Wuchen has been disliked since the day he was born. When he was young, he was injured in his Dantian due to fighting with his peers. As a result, when the clan awakened, he was unable to condense the blood seal and practice the family's skills, and was ridiculed by the clan...

In short, in Jiang Lan's early experience, he was a good loser and a child of good luck. It was not until he accidentally broke into the family's ancestral temple a few years ago and revived the ancestral statues in it that he started to counterattack step by step.

What he can be sure of now is that the original Xue Wuchen is no longer there, having been taken over by the Blood Immortal Ancestor.

The Blood Immortal Ancestor has also practiced the Blood Forbidden Code, and is by no means comparable to the mediocre people of the Blood Immortal Sect today. Song Youwei can hide it from the elders of the Blood Immortal Sect, but she may not be able to hide it from the Blood Immortal Ancestor.

"Song Youwei is just a bait for him to find out who I am hiding behind her..."

Jiang Lan had basically guessed Xue Wuchen's intention.

That day in Anqiu City, when Young Master Xueyi showed up, he guessed that Xue Wuchen had set his sights on Ling Zhuyun.

After all, if he wanted to create the Holy Spirit Embryo, he would need the blood essence and blood of the three races with special physiques: humans, demons, and demons. It just so happened that Ling Zhuyun himself had the Holy Body of Spiritual Voidness.

Buzz! ! !

On the bed, an illusory bloody shadow suddenly appeared in mid-air and turned into the shape of a ferocious nine-headed evil insect.

Its nine heads were full of ferocity and ferocity, and its mung bean-like eyes were full of coldness and frightening intent. They looked like they were ready to pounce on Jiang Lan at any time, and they were very irritable.

"Nine Spirits Blood Seal, do you plan to use this seal to determine my identity and search for me when I rescue Song Youwei?"

Jiang Lan laughed and didn't care. On the contrary, Xue Wuchen's move gave him a chance to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

He did not move to obliterate this illusory blood-colored shadow. Instead, he waved his hand and a shadow of a blood river emerged. In the midst of the waves of blood, one after another, corpses could be seen rising and falling. It was a horrifying sight.

This nine-headed evil insect felt an aura that was similar to the same origin, and there was a touch of human doubt in its green bean-like eyes.

The nine heads looked at each other and seemed confused about this, but the next moment, they quickly noticed something was wrong.

Although this breath comes from the same origin, its essence is different. Just when they were about to rush towards Jiang Lan, a wave suddenly rolled and turned into a big bloody hand, instantly grabbing their illusory bodies and heading towards the blood river. Drag it through.

No matter how violently they struggled, it had no effect and was directly sealed inside.

The Nine Spirits Blood Seal itself has no entity, but is in a semi-illusory state. It is immune to attacks from all aspects such as supernatural powers and souls. Even the eight realms of power can be caught off guard and will be attacked.

Xue Wuchen left such a back-up on Song Youwei just to take the opportunity to plot against Jiang Lan.

But he obviously underestimated Jiang Lan's mastery of the Bloody Forbidden Code. After all, in his opinion, Jiang Lan could only obtain the Bloody Forbidden Code for a year or two at most, which would be inferior to him, an old monster who had been immersed in it for thousands of years.

If you want to condense the Nine Spirits Holy Seal with nine heads, you must at least understand the ninth level of the bloody forbidden code.

Beyond that, there are almost no solutions.

But the day Jiang Lan got the Bloody Forbidden Code, he relied on the Luck Dao Fruit to completely comprehend and master it. In fact, maybe even the Blood Immortal Ancestor may not have as profound a understanding of the Bloody Forbidden Code as he does.

After the Nine Spirits Holy Seal dissipated, Song Youwei's expression on the bed became much more relaxed and natural, unlike just now, where her eyebrows were wrinkled and full of pain.

Jiang Lan sensed that she was about to wake up. After thinking for a moment, he took out a clean embroidered handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead and nose.

Accompanied by a cry, Song Youwei's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes slowly opened. She seemed to have not recovered from what happened, and her eyes were a little confused, mixed with some subconscious pain.

Although the backlash of the Blood Immortal Curse was relieved, the pain in her limbs had not dissipated, and her whole body was in a state of paralysis.

Soon, she saw Jiang Lan sitting next to the bed and saw his actions, with a look of relief on his face.

"Sorry, I caused you trouble..."

Song Youwei's lips moved slightly, they were a little pale and bloodless, not as moist and beautiful as before, and her voice was weak.

Jiang Lan still held a piece of her wrist, sending her the gentle Qi from the past to warm her limbs.

"I don't want to hear you say that."

He saw that Song Youwei seemed to want to sit up, so he reached out to help her.

Song Youwei leaned on the bedside and whispered, "I thought I might really die this time..."

"How can I let you die when I'm here? You know, I can't bear it." Jiang Lan had a faint smile on her face and reached out to help her tuck the hanging black hair from her temples to her ears.

"You always do this and say things that will please women. It's really too much..."

Song Youwei looked sideways at him and added in a low voice, "I know I shouldn't say such nonsense..."

"But what I said is indeed true." Jiang Lan looked serious.

"Jiang Lan..."

Song Youwei's beautiful eyes suddenly became misty and watery.

"I'm..." Jiang Lan responded warmly.

"I'm suddenly a little cold, give me a hug..." Song Youwei looked at him, with an unconcealed stubbornness and vulnerability on her face.

Jiang Lan did as he was told, reaching out and holding her gently in his arms.

Song Youwei closed her eyes and put her face close to his chest, as if she wanted to feel his breath and find that warmth, tranquility, and peace of mind.

Neither of them spoke for a while.

Jiang Lan knew that she was now at the weakest time in her life. A serious illness or a separation or death could often play with the most vulnerable corners of a person's heart.

This time, Song Youwei not only suffered the backlash of the Blood Immortal Curse and was in agony, but she also almost walked away from the gate of hell. If she hadn't come by herself, she would have lasted only a few more days before she might have died.

For her, it was indeed an unforgettable experience.

As for whether she recalled the many happy times she spent with her family during her childhood, or whether she still had a great revenge that she had not avenged, and whether she still had a sister who was still alive but had not been rescued...

That helplessness, powerlessness and despair.

Only she knows that.

In a way, Jiang Lan has indeed become her only support now.

Later, relying on Jiang Lan, Song Youwei calmed down a little, and she took the initiative to talk about her past. Her parents were from a scholarly family, and she had a younger sister. The two had a very good relationship since childhood. Her younger sister was lively and cute, and she loved Qin. Not interested in chess, calligraphy and painting...

She had never discussed these matters with Jiang Lan before, and during this process, Jiang Lan acted as a qualified listener.

This conversation lasted from Youshi to Haishi. The moonlight outside had not passed the fourth eaves, and Song Youwei seemed to feel a little tired. Finally, she fell asleep in his arms while talking.

During this period, Jiang Lan did not ask her what happened when she went to Dongyuanzhou, and planned to wait until she looked better before talking about it.

The next day, it was bright and early, and Song Youwei woke up.

Her whole complexion looked much better than yesterday. After all, she was also a monk in the Sixth Realm, and her resilience was not bad. However, the backlash of the Blood Immortal Curse was indeed more fierce than ever before.

She tried, but her limbs were still very weak. She still needed some time to recover if she wanted to walk on the ground.

Moreover, she did not expect that Jiang Lan would let herself sleep in his arms all night without moving.

Jiang Lan's explanation for this was that he saw that she was sleeping soundly and peacefully, and he was worried that if he moved, he would wake her up.

Although Song Youwei is called the enchantress of the Blood Fairy Cult, and her behavior is both good and evil, she is essentially not much different from a woman in her youth.

I couldn't resist his almost straightforward words. I already felt that my body had no strength, but now it became even weaker.

Jiang Lan then wrote a prescription, prepared a medicated diet, and asked the sallow-faced maid outside to get the medicine.

He has a lot of holy healing objects on his body, but Song Youwei's current state is obviously too weak to be replenished, so he can only recuperate slowly first.

Song Youwei had already seen Jiang Lan's vast magical powers and omnipotence, but this was the first time she knew that he could treat patients and write medicinal diets. She was very surprised.

Jiang Lan felt that this was all thanks to the original protagonist Lin Fan. Without his knowledge and experience, he would not have been able to do this.

No wonder the Son of Luck has to have some skills in medicine, alchemy, pharmacology, weapon refining formations, etc. With these skills, he is not afraid of not being able to have good luck.

Soon, all the required medicinal materials were purchased. Jiang Lan personally prepared medicinal meals for Song Youwei. She got up with the help of the maid and planned to take a bath.

"Aqiu, do I smell bad?"

Song Youwei tugged on her collar, lowered her head and sniffed. She had been unconscious on the bed for several days and drank a lot of soup. She felt that her body was now full of the smell of medicine and sweat.

I spent the whole night in Jiang Lan's arms, and I don't know if he dislikes it...

"My lady has always smelled good, how come she smells..."

The sallow-faced woman named Aqiu was also confused about this, feeling that Song Youwei suddenly cared about this.

"It's fine if you don't."

Hearing this answer, Song Youwei's face broke into a smile and she seemed very happy.

An hour later, Song Youwei, who had taken a bath and changed again, changed into a white gauze skirt, with water-blue soft smoke tied around her waist into a begonia-like pattern, and the green silk silk was still moist and hung freely.

In the courtyard, mats have been laid out under the leafy pear trees.

She sat down cross-legged casually. Her legs were even more slender and round under the skirt, and her skin was as white as snow, with a gleaming luster.

The jade feet are crystal clear, the arches are delicate and white, and they are playfully dyed with cinnamon.

Song Youwei held her chin up and waited here. She didn't expect that one day Jiang Lan would personally prepare medicinal meals for herself.

It feels weird and a bit dreamy to think about it. He has been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, and now he is the holy son of the Taiyi Sect and is famous all over the world. There are countless women in the world who want to cook for him or even recommend themselves as pillows. .

Thinking about it, she seems quite lucky, maybe she is the first woman to be treated like this by him...

"This injury seems to be quite a bargain..." A smile appeared on Song Youwei's face.

"What's a good deal?"

Jiang Lan walked over while wiping his hands. Aqiu and You'er followed him, carrying prepared medicinal meals.

"Sage Jiang Lan prepared medicinal food for me. I'm really flattered." Song Youwei's face was full of smiles, and she looked very satisfied and happy.

"Just this once, don't think about it again."

Jiang Lan glanced at her changed clothes and asked, "The one she wore when she left the imperial capital that day?"

Song Youwei was a little shocked. How long had it been? He still had an impression? Is this really a photographic memory?

"I didn't expect you to remember this..."

Jiang Lan smiled and said, "After you left, I missed you every day. Your voice, smile, makeup and makeup are all vivid in my mind."

Although Song Youwei was happy in her heart, she gave him an angry look and said, "I hate it, it makes me feel like I'm dead..."

Jiang Lan sat down opposite her.

Although Song Youwei had long since lost her appetite, looking at the medicinal food on the table, she still felt her index fingers twitching and had a strong appetite.

She tasted it and felt that it tasted really good. After eating it, her body felt warm and she gained a lot of strength.

She sincerely praised Jiang Lan's craftsmanship.

During this period, she also took the opportunity to tell what happened after going to Dongwonju.

The top brass of the Blood Immortal Sect, through some unknown means, found out that the descendants of the Blood Immortal Ancestor were still alive, so they rushed to Dongyuan Prefecture with many experts, where they found the place where the Blood Immortal Ancestor once lived. Blood family.

The Xue Family is an extremely ancient family. Its history of existence in Dongyuan State can be traced back to more than ten thousand years ago. Today, the Xue Family is still a behemoth with a very profound foundation.

The Blood Immortal Ancestor once betrayed the Blood Family for some reasons, and his lineage was completely eliminated.

Naturally, the Blood Immortal Sect would not easily inform the Blood Family about this matter, but would secretly investigate it.

Song Youwei has a special status. She is also responsible for leading some people to go to various places in Dongyuan Prefecture to detect news.

During this process, a person suddenly contacted the top brass of the Blood Immortal Sect, and that person was Xue Wuchen, whom Jiang Lan had warned her about before.

This person is a member of the blood family's collateral clan. He mistakenly entered the ancestral hall of the blood family many years ago, causing the statue of the ancestor of the blood fairy to move strangely. He then informed the people of the blood family that he was told by the ancestor's remnant that he knew that the ancestor was not alive. He has not completely fallen, but there is still a trace of life left.

It's just floating in the endless void, and it needs the descendants of the Xue family to establish coordinate connections and help bring it back.

This news alarmed the Xue family, and many ancestors showed up to personally verify the authenticity.

And Xue Wuchen didn't know what means he used to make the ancestral temple move, echoing his words, which convinced the Xue family and made preparations to welcome the ancestor...

After the Blood Immortal Cult people arrived in Dongyuan Prefecture, Xue Wuchen found them again, revealed his identity as a descendant of the Blood Immortal Ancestor, and manipulated the Blood Immortal Curse on the spot, making everyone in the Blood Immortal Cult miserable, so they believed him. identity.

During this process, Song Youwei kept Jiang Lan's words in mind and secretly stared at Xue Wuchen, paying attention to his actions.

But she didn't expect that the day before leaving Dongyuan Prefecture, Xue Wuchen suddenly came to her and asked her with a smile who was the successor of the Blood Immortal Sect in Zhongtian Prefecture and where was he?

Naturally, Song Youwei did not reveal Jiang Lan's whereabouts and said frankly that she did not know. Xue Wuchen smiled slightly and said nothing, but when he left, he suddenly slapped her in the air.

In a hurry, Song Youwei resisted, but nothing abnormal happened at that time, and Xue Wuchen did nothing else.

She thought it was Xue Wuchen who was testing her cultivation strength, so she didn't think much about it. However, on the way back to Zhongtian Province, she felt unwell. The Blood Immortal Curse started faintly, and her meridians all over her body were in severe pain, so she had no choice but to contact him secretly. He killed his confidants and came to help...

Later, Jiang Lan learned about her summons and rushed over.

"What is the origin of Xue Wuchen? He has a deep understanding of the Blood Immortal Sect. Even the elders who cast the Blood Immortal Curse are under his control, and their life and death are controlled by him..." Song Youwei was very afraid of this person. , also hate it very much.

"The Blood Immortal Curse is divided into two parts: the child and the mother curse. What the elders of the Blood Immortal Sect cast is the child curse. It is impossible for the ancestor of the Blood Immortal to pass down the mother curse."

"Xue Wuchen controls the mother curse, so he can easily control the life and death of the Blood Immortal Sect." Jiang Lan explained to her.

This is also a big reason why the Blood Immortal Ancestor left behind.

Naturally, the Blood Immortal Curse contains the Mother Curse and the Blood Immortal Curse. However, the person who originally cast this curse was the Blood Immortal Ancestor. Even though Jiang Lan knew the Mother Curse, he could not control the Blood Immortal Cult like him.

The most critical point of the mother curse is that it is made from the caster's own essence and blood.

If the Blood Immortal Sect could be controlled through the Mother Curse, Jiang Lan would have secretly taken it under his control for his own use.